1
The full moon bird is still in the west building.
As time goes by, the sideburns turn yellow,
Color makes people cry.
The woman hangs her eyes and her skirt flies.
The midnight breeze is heartbreaking,
The fragrance disappears, and the earth is yellow.
Tears fall and listen to the flute,
Broken shadows, scarlet, splashing,
The sword light is cold and sincere.
In troubled times, love is deep,
How many couples finally flew away,
Sigh how much suffering!
Love becomes a butterfly dance,
Feelings will eventually lead to a painful life,
The pain settled in my heart.
Without words, swallows fly north and south,
The words reflect that the lovesickness heart floats with you,
It's hard to fall asleep when I miss Iraqis.
Forget the sorrow, remember the first time we met,
But don't be sad,
When can you and I be together?
Lonely wandering, tears like rain,
Dancing alone, if the rainbow is beautiful,
I can't shake my dream.
Looking for a gentleman with the water is still a lonely boat.
The wind is rustling, the water is cold,
Shake off the dust and miss you far away.
Whose kite flies lightly,
Where are you going? Where are you going?
Imagination is also colder than tears.
Infatuation is so hard to cling to,
Love is broken and tears are empty.
Lang Mingjun is in a bad mood.
This dance dynasty of shark teeth,
How dare you think about the red wedding dress?
The relationship between dust and wind,
This is a joke.
The war never stopped,
Who is the king in the field?
Thousands of tears hit the heart,
The military hides deep feelings.
Leaf cream breaks the liver and intestines,
Horseshoe flying knife light and shadow.
Justin had a handle in his hand.
Who would envy a hero's useless name?
You can often catch up with your lover!
Say the one you love dies with your dreams,
Who knows that they are all princes and common people!
I often miss the past,
Love is hard to break, and I still cherish it.
I miss Iraq, too.
Whoever laughs skillfully cries,
Dare to ask my fellow disciples,
It is difficult for the whole world to find a way to go.
Through the dark stars in the night sky,
If it is bright and beautiful,
The moon shed broken silver buttons to mourn the soul.
I hate the red dust,
Sadness is far away from people,
The cool rain fluttered and melted the dust.
A thousand words are hard to express,
In ancient times, troubled times were so melancholy,
Hate and love are far apart.
Without sighing this strange love,
Memories are afraid of becoming a swan song,
It tastes bitter and confused.
Staring at the moonlight,
A wisp of fragrance permeates the whole body,
Close your eyes and take a deep breath.
Who ever waved his fingers,
The most precious feelings are eternal,
Proud and lonely all my life.
I've been trying to find it here,
How many people cry in the world.
The road is steep and the heart is hard to understand.
It is a fact that there are more complaints than true feelings.
No words, no mistakes,
Often contains clear tears and wet silk.
Looking around, just waiting for Iraq,
Looking at the dawn,
Dare to ask to go home at dawn and night?
Love has become a flying catkin,
Lu chased the arrow and went away.
The world laughed a hundred times,
How passionate is it?
Life and death leave thousands of graves,
It is easier to heal a wound than to protect a heart!
2
The moonlit night is slightly cold,
Light and shadow chaos,
Bright color, moist and crystal clear.
If a woman's bright eyes twinkle,
The cool breeze at midnight lifts the lake,
Is it the end result that the fragrance dies?
Tears are as clear as pearls,
Broken-hearted people hold broken flocs,
The sword is cold and cold.
In troubled times, love is deep,
How many couples finally separated,
Sigh how rough the dust is!
Deliberately turned into a butterfly dance,
Affection will eventually lead to a lifetime of sadness,
I feel sad at heart.
Silently swallowing north and south,
The lines between the lines reflect the deep yearning for acacia,
I always miss Iraqis.
Forget parting, remember meeting for the first time,
But don't be sad,
When can you and I be together?
Lonely, sad, tearful,
Dancing alone, if the rainbow is beautiful,
I can't get rid of it.
With the clouds floating, I can't see you,
The wind is clear and the skirt is flying.
I still miss the dust.
Whose kite flies lightly,
Where are you going? Where are you going?
Smiles are cooler than tears.
Infatuation increases trouble,
Feel long and disappointed,
Does Lang Jun miss you?
This cruel and turbulent dynasty,
How dare you think about the red wedding dress?
With the wind,
The joke is not sure to be true.
War is never afraid,
Who can win in the world?
A thousand drops of rain hit my heart and I had a headache.
The military hides deep feelings.
Ten thousand knives hit the liver and heartbroken,
Horseshoe gallops fast and fiercely.
One day, I can grow old with beautiful women,
Who would envy a hero's useless name?
It's fun to be with you forever!
What is love?
Who knows that they are all princes and common people!
I often look back on the past,
Love is hard to break, and I still cherish it.
I miss Iraq, too.
Whoever smiles cleverly will cry,
Dare to ask, all shall be well, jack shall have Jill?
It is still sad to break into the world.
Through the dark stars in the night sky,
Bright and beautiful as snow,
The moon shed broken silver buttons to mourn the soul.
I hate the red dust,
Sadness is far away from people,
The cool rain fluttered and melted the dust.
A thousand words are hard to express,
In ancient times, troubled times were so melancholy,
Hate and love are far apart.
This endless cycle of strange love,
Recycling is a swan song,
It tastes bitter and confused.
Staring at the bright moon,
A wisp of autumn fragrance,
Close your eyes and take a deep breath of endless cold.
Who can escape the rough fate,
Not too deep at most,
Proud and lonely all my life.
Looking around,
There are many sad people in the world.
This road is both dangerous and unpredictable.
It is a fact that there are more complaints than true feelings.
Silent, looking straight at the flowers,
Often contains a wet plain skirt with clear tears.
Looking up at Leng Yueming,
Looking at the dawn,
Dare to ask when the night will end?
Love has become a flying catkin,
Lou ran wildly and couldn't catch up.
The world is like a cloud,
How passionate is it?
Where are you going? How many injuries have you suffered?
It is easier to heal a wound than a heart!